[1] To the chief music-maker on corded instruments, on the Sheminith. A
Psalm. Of David. [2] \6:1\O Lord, do not be bitter with me in your wrath;
do not send punishment on me in the heat of your passion. [3] \6:2\Have
mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones
are troubled. [4] \6:3\My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how
long? [5] \6:4\Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation
because of your mercy. [6] \6:5\For in death there is no memory of you; in
the underworld who will give you praise? [7] \6:6\The voice of my sorrow is
a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is
watered by the drops flowing from my eyes. [8] \6:7\My eyes are wasting
away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are
against me. [9] \6:8\Go from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has
given ear to the voice of my weeping. [10] \6:9\The Lord has given ear to
my request; the Lord has let my prayer come before him. [11] \6:10\Let all
those who are against me be shamed and deeply troubled; let them be turned
back and suddenly put to shame.